Rather amazingly, at least to my mind, after soooo many years ‘in the wilderness’, it seems to me, I might have (inadvertently?) made the proverbial ‘trip to Hell in gasoline pants’, and come back with something…
Could it be that various of my loves are meeting – to use the name of my groop that never (yet?) was – in a sublime Convergence!?
It does seem that way to me. And, totally bizarrely, unlooked for, and unforeseen, I find that music (jazz, mostly), drums/drummers and art, are all starting to coalesce into something.
And what’s more, something I love, and have deep, deep feelings for. I’m kind of blown away by this. And it gives me hope…